One Night | BTS FF

Chapter 47

Bruh I was trying to look up pictures of a 'matte black BMW' but I accidentally typed in 'matte black BBW' and a porn site came up lol.

OOPS--

Apparently bbw stands for big beautiful women, idk.

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~Taehyung's POV~

Whenever eight o' clock hit, Hoseok and I arrived at the designated bar. Hoseok wrapped his arm around my waist as we went inside, quickly spotting Jimin and Seokjin who were already here. Jimin smiled at us whenever he saw us as we took a seat across from them.

"So--what the hell did he do to you? Do I need to kick his ass?" Hoseok asked casually as he looked through the menu.

Jimin groaned quietly in annoyance. "Yoongi hyung--that jerk..." He mumbled. "I don't know what's wrong with him. He came over unannounced this morning and we flirted a bit, but whenever we were about to fuck he chickened out and told me he didn't want to. While he had a freaking boner. He had the gall to say he wasn't in the mood, but he definitely was!"

"We're here for sex problems?" I asked with a risen eyebrow. "I don't get it--I thought Yoongi hyung was like a freaking monster whenever it came to sex. I thought he would fuck you any second you asked."

"Me too, honestly." Hoseok mumbled. "Yoongi hyung would probably fuck anything that walks, to be honest."

The three of us shot him disgusted looks, making him shoot one back. "I still mean humans, guys. I'm not saying he would fuck an animal or anything. I meant like back before he knew Jimin, he would fuck just about any man he met."

"Seriously? Maybe he has an STD!" I said with wide eyes.

"No, because I'm still clean and I'm the only one he's recently fucked. He doesn't have an STD. He's just a lying asshole." Jimin mumbled.

"You don't think...he's cheating, do you? What if he's got hickies or something all over himself and he didn't want you to see it?" Seokjin suggested.

"No--I saw him shirtless this morning. That can't be it. Who would only mark up someone's lower half?"

"A top." Hoseok mumbled. "Tops love to leave marks all over thighs and stuff."

Jimin frowned. "So you think that Yoongi hyung got fucked by someone? He cheated on me with a top?!"

"Jimin...keep in mind that none of this is set and stone..." Seokjin mumbled. "He could have a plausible reason, too. Maybe he didn't feel good or something."

"Since when do you defend Min Yoongi?!" Jimin whined, making Seokjin sigh.

"I'm just trying to think logically. Did you give him the chance to explain himself?"

"No, but..."

"Well, maybe you should ask him rather than jumping to conclusions." Seokjin mumbled, raising an eyebrow at Jimin. "After all the hell he went to to get you back, I seriously doubt he would go and cheat on you. That man loves you, Jimin. It's a twisted, fucked up love, but love nonetheless. He probably hasn't been in a real relationship before you and doesn't know what he's doing. He probably has something on his mind and doesn't know how to tell you."

"Well...maybe..." Jimin mumbled. "I guess...I'll talk to him about it later, but...for now, I wanna get drunk! My boyfriend refused to have sex with me!"

"Yeah, I think I would want to get shitfaced if Hoseok hyung refused to fuck me too. Waiter!" I called, while Hoseok snickered quietly at me. All four of us placed an order, and before we knew it, all four of us were balls ass drunk, grinding with random people and each other on the dance floor, not giving a fuck that we all had boyfriends. Though Hoseok got really mad each time I grinded on someone that wasn't him.